This is a continuation of part II
After my mother moved to the sticks we had quiet a few fights... She kept demanding me to get a job and figure out how to get to the job without any help from her, It was impossible... or at the very least improbable... So I was kicked out of home... and sent to live with my "Dad" (That is another long story) in Sydney (1000km away). I had no choice, i moved to Sydney, with my "Dad" who i had not seen for almost 2 years... after just graduating having the disappointment of not getting into UNI or College. To have to hunt down a job... I worked at McDonalds again for a bit... working my way through life blowing all of my paycheck on booze as i had just turned 18 the Legal drinking age...
I found myself drinking and smoking alot just to cope and try to make friends.... Eventually i did make some friends got myself a fulltime job at a Pawn Brokerage shop (Yeah I get paid less here than at McDonalds...)
The final chapter is to come and yes... it is a happy "Ending?" I guess my life is still going but the saga of inactiveness is still i suppose?
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